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Sawyer's sitting on the couch reading the TV Guide (and deciding whether or not to watch Party of Five reruns) while Duke and Peony nap on his legs.

It's a hard life.

Date: 2006-01-24 05:45 am (UTC)
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Hands full of baby, bags, and a little green scale, Claire manages to get the door open, but only just barely. She 'hmphs' under her breath and gives it a firm kick to widen the gap, stepping inside before it can shut again.

All of that work just to get home has made her very grumpy. It's late and she's tired.

But Sawyer on her couch makes her forget all of that immediately, and she grins as she takes in the picture before her.

"You did stay here, after all."

Date: 2006-01-24 05:54 am (UTC)
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"I got it," she shakes her head and drops her bags on the floor just inside the door, before kicking it closed. The bags can wait until later.

She doesn't say anything else before disappearing into Seth's bedroom to put him in his crib. When she emerges a few minutes later, she finds a small, empty space on the couch and snuggles next to him.

"I like you being here when I get home."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:01 am (UTC)
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"You know how I feel about that," she smirks and pulls him closer for a kiss. "Hi, by the way."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:05 am (UTC)
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"Very," she nods between several smaller kisses. "Miss me?"

Date: 2006-01-24 06:10 am (UTC)
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She pokes one of his dimples and grins.

"You did. You should own it."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:21 am (UTC)
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She reaches her hand up to lace her fingers with his and sighs.

"You're going to get bored with this whole life at some point."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:26 am (UTC)
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"I know you're not," she says softly and she believes it. Finally, perhaps.

"But that doesn't change the fact that you like excitement and trouble--" she pauses to poke him in the shoulder gently, "--and don't deny it. You do."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:35 am (UTC)
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She snickers and leans in to kiss him again. "Only if you promise to let me know if there's anything I can do to keep things from getting too dull."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:44 am (UTC)
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"Not since before I left."

Date: 2006-01-24 06:51 am (UTC)
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She pulls his hand down to her stomach and lays her head on his shoulder.

"Was it George?"

Date: 2006-01-24 06:59 am (UTC)
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"He must be a very good kung-fu expert, then," she giggles.

"What does she call him?"

Date: 2006-01-24 07:05 am (UTC)
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"How inconsiderate of her," she smirks up at him.

"Speaking of names. . ."

Date: 2006-01-24 07:09 am (UTC)
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"No. No, it's not," she makes a face. "We'd like her to have some sort of shot in life, wouldn't we?"

Date: 2006-01-24 07:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

But really, what isn't better than Bambi Cleopatra?

Date: 2006-01-24 07:21 am (UTC)
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"It's a secret," she deadpans. "I'm only ever going to call her 'baby' in front of you, but behind your back she gets her other, real name."

Hey, she totally gets the smartass from him.

Date: 2006-01-24 07:35 am (UTC)
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"Oh, don't be like that. You know I love you."

She places a kiss on the side of his mouth.

". . .Don't you?"

Date: 2006-01-24 08:36 am (UTC)
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Date: 2006-01-24 09:00 am (UTC)
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"Miriam," she says quietly, wondering why she's suddenly a bit nervous.

Maybe because picking out names makes her real in a way she wasn't before.

"It means 'strong-willed and wished-for'."

Date: 2006-01-24 09:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yeah?" she tilts her head to look at him. "You think so?"

Date: 2006-01-24 09:17 am (UTC)
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If he hadn't won her completely already, that little smile alone would have hooked her.

She tucks her head against his neck and reaches down to trace the edge of Peony's ear. It twitches in her sleep.

"Miriam it is then. Or at least one of her names. You get to pick the other two."

Date: 2006-01-24 09:26 am (UTC)
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"Me too," she hums and places a kiss on his neck.

"When do you get paid?"

Date: 2006-01-24 09:30 am (UTC)
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She pinches his arm. "That is not what I meant and you know it. I just want to start looking for our own place, is all."

Date: 2006-01-24 09:37 am (UTC)
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"No getting up, just yet," she agrees and closes her eyes briefly. "In a moment, maybe."

After a while, she picks up his hand and moves his finger and thumb a small distance apart. "This big, now."

Date: 2006-01-24 09:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"She has vocal chords now and she can cry silently."

She frowns. "Which is sort of sad, really."

Date: 2006-01-24 09:46 am (UTC)
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"Okay," she smiles and (reluctantly) disentangles herself from his arms. She scoops her sleeping kitty off his leg and moves her to her little bed in the corner before turning to Sawyer again.

"You owe me a better homecoming than what I got earlier anyway."


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James "Sawyer" Ford

February 2006


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